Chapter 4929
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She retracted all of her aura.
Even her breathing was extremely careful.
Those people, didn't discover her.
She who was hiding in the dark.
She even saw those people's looks clearly.
That person called Huan San was dressed in black, his hair combed neatly and there was a long sword by his waist. From his attire, he should be a secret guard.
Behind him was a man and a woman, also dressed in secret guard attire, and a black robed great sorcerer with white beard and white brows.
But the most eye-catching thing was.
It was the huge totem embroidered on those people's clothes.
Like a bolt of lightning, or like a splash of ink, the edges outlined a dreamlike ripple.
That totem, was very unfamiliar.
Ye Qing Luo had never seen it before.
She memorized the shape of the totem in her mind.
Later on, she would copy it for Ah Xuan to check on it.
Through the broken window, the few people in the house had already disappeared without a sound.
Leaving behind Qing Ge who was lying on the bed with a face full of pain, her body twisting slightly.
Ye Qing Luo originally wanted to see if this Qing Ge had really found the way to cure the poison. She was so stubborn that she didn't come to beg her.
Now she saw it.
Ye Qing Luo had no interest to stay any longer.
She retracted her gaze and flipped down from the wall.
The moment her feet landed on the ground.
Her pupils constricted, and the expression on her face darkened a little.
Her feet moved and her petite figure retreated swiftly in the darkness.
Following that, she turned her head and looked behind her alertly.
In the darkness, a tall figure was faintly discernible.
Ye Qing Luo's heart tightened slightly.
There was indeed someone!
She had been discovered?!
She squinted her eyes slightly as her vision wandered around, calculating the time she left the other party's sight.
But that figure's sleeves were like floating clouds, reflecting into her eyes.
Ye Qing Luo's vigilant expression instantly disappeared.
She frowned and asked uncertainly, "Zhu Wu Xin?"
"Ye Qing Luo."
In the darkness, the man's cold and slightly hoarse voice rang.
Indeed, it was Zhu Wu Xin's voice.
Not knowing if it was because she recognised Zhu Wu Xin, or for some other reason, she poked at Zhu Wu Xin's sore point.
The man's usual cold voice carried a hint of a smile. "What are you doing here?"
Ye Qing Luo didn't answer his question, but instead asked back, "Why are you here?"
"I saw that you were here, so I came over," Zhu Wuxin replied indifferently. His gaze fell on the wall. "This is the direction of Qing Dove's room."
Ye Qing Luo replied unhurriedly, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will emerge victorious in every battle. I'm here to take a look, this woman who has the guts to covet my man, what's so worthy for me to guard against."
Zhu Wu Xin walked towards Ye Qing Luo from the darkness.
His eyes were especially black in the darkness.
As though towards Ye Qing Luo's reply, there wasn't much feeling or reaction.
Ye Qing Luo's gaze looked downwards at his chest, "Your injury ….."
"Worried about me?" Before she could ask, Zhu Wuxin had already interrupted her.
The man's tone was somewhat joyful.
Ye Qing Luo pursed her pink lips slightly, her gaze was calm: "Your injury, after all, was inflicted by me."
The joy in Zhu Wu Xin's eyes didn't diminish, "For you to ask this, it means that you're still concerned about me."
Ye Qing Luo took a deep breath, as she couldn't be bothered to tell Zhu Wu Xin clearly that she wasn't concerned about him.
Anyway, Zhu Wu Xin wouldn't listen at all.
She directly turned around, preparing to leave.
"Don't you want to know, Qing Dove's identity?" Behind her, the man's tone was indifferent, but the words he said made Ye Qing Luo's footsteps suddenly halted.
Seventh Miss Who Likes Trash: Overlord, please be gentler with your love. () Seventh Miss Who Likes Trash: Overlord, please be gentler with your love.
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